Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The enormous golden spirit ship resembled a magnificent palace floating in space.

The hull of the boat was carved with intricate array runes, radiating a chilling aura of spiritual power.

Compared to the pirates' dilapidated ship, this spirit boat was like the difference between a Rolls-Royce and a hand tractor.

"Ceasefire."

Zhang Huaimin looked at the massive energy source rapidly approaching on the radar screen and raised his hand to stop Chen Bing, who was about to continue firing.

The thirty-odd pirates who weren't quite dead yet were now terrified.

Seeing the golden spirit boat appear was like seeing a savior. They scrambled and stumbled, stepping on the broken magic artifacts, and fled desperately in the opposite direction.

Inside the bridge of the Pangu warship.

Zhang Huaimin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the huge spirit boat hovering several kilometers away.

"Interesting. It seems the wealth gap in the cultivation world is even greater than on Earth."

On the deck of the spirit boat.

A stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a flowing white gown and exuding an aloof and icy air, stood with her hands behind her back.

She was extremely beautiful, yet she exuded an aloofness that kept people at arm's length.

It was Su Qinghan, the Holy Maiden of the top sect "Tai Xuan Holy Land" in this star field.

"Your Highness, that energy fluctuation just now came from that black iron block."

An elderly man in a gray robe stood respectfully behind Su Qinghan, pointing to the Pangu ship in the distance.

Su Qinghan frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She released an extremely powerful divine sense, which swept across the massive, cold hull of the Pangu Ship as if it were a tangible object.

No spiritual energy?

Not only did this strange "black ship" show no signs of spiritual energy fluctuations.

Even the thousands of life signs inside the ship were all mortal bodies that hadn't even managed to draw qi into their bodies!

"A mortal with no spiritual root fluctuations?"

Su Qinghan withdrew her divine sense, and the doubt in her eyes instantly turned into deep contempt.

"I thought some kind of rare treasure had been discovered."

"They were just a bunch of mortal ants who accidentally wandered into a spatial turbulence and were lucky enough to survive."

She watched the pirates flee into the distance and snorted coldly.

"That white light just now was probably from those stupid thieves running into a spatial rift that hadn't closed yet, and they just brought about their own destruction."

In the cultivation education she received from childhood.

Without spiritual energy, one is absolutely weak.

No matter how fancy or ingenious mortal technology may be, it is nothing but laughable tricks and ingenious techniques in the face of the absolute power of a cultivator who can break through all laws with a single sword strike.

"That woman's gaze is really unpleasant."

Inside the Pangu, Chen Bing clenched his fist as he looked at Su Qinghan's cold, condescending expression on the screen.

"Huaimin, should we give her a good shot too? Teach her how to look at people with an equal eye?"

"Brother Chen, don't be impulsive."

Zhang Huaimin swallowed the potato chip in his mouth, a sly smile flashing in his eyes.

"We're new here, and we're completely clueless about the Big Dipper Star Region."

"This spirit ship seems to have quite a background, making it an excellent source of intelligence and a perfect 'hitchhiker'."

Zhang Huaimin snapped his fingers.

"Moreover, I've always felt that playing dumb to fool others is the ultimate way to slap someone in the face."

"System, activate 'High-Dimensional Optical Camouflage'!"

[Ding! High-dimensional optical camouflage activated!]

[Target locked: All crew members of the Pangu Ship.]

Om-!

A microscopic energy field, imperceptible to the naked eye, instantly covered the Pangu ship, which was a kilometer long.

From the outside world, especially under the sight and divine sense detection of cultivators like Su Qinghan.

This interstellar warship exudes a chilling, murderous aura.

Suddenly, it twisted and folded in a bizarre way.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into an extremely huge, riddled with holes, and lifeless space meteorite!

"what?"

On the Tai Xuan Spirit Boat, the gray-robed old man rubbed his eyes.

"Holy Maiden, where did that black ship go? Did it turn into a meteorite?"

Su Qinghan was also taken aback, then shook her head dismissively.

"It's just a trick of mortals, not worth mentioning."

Just then.

"Immortal Master! Immortal Master, save me!"

A pitiful cry for help came from behind the "meteorite" through a portable megaphone.

Zhang Huaimin had changed into a tattered, coarse linen outfit at some point.

There was also some ash smeared on his face.

He pulled Chen Bing, who was also asked to change into tattered clothes and looked very unwilling.

Riding in a small escape pod (which appeared to outsiders as a small meteorite fragment), they shakily approached the Tai Xuan Spirit Boat.

"Immortal, have mercy! We are refugees fleeing from the lower realm; our spaceship has been damaged."

Zhang Huaimin put on a pitiful, trembling look and looked up at Su Qinghan on the deck.

His acting skills were simply superb; he deserves an Oscar.

"Please, immortal, have mercy and give us a ride! We can do any kind of rough work!"

Chen Bing stood to the side with his head down, clenching his teeth tightly, afraid that he might burst out laughing or pull out his gun and kill the woman.

Su Qinghan looked down at the two ordinary people who looked like beggars.

That stunningly beautiful face was filled with undisguised disgust and loathing.

It's like looking at two rats in a stinky ditch.

"Holy Maiden, these mortal ants have defiled our Tai Xuan Holy Land's spirit boat. We should just drive them away."

The old man in the gray robe frowned and made a suggestion.

Su Qinghan waved her hand slightly, her expression as proud as an iceberg.

"That's enough."

"Our Tai Xuan Holy Land has always been compassionate. Since we have encountered them, we will grant them a way to live."

She felt it was unnecessary to even glance at Zhang Huaimin.

"Throw them into the lowest-level servant's quarters to empty chamber pots and wash away spirit beast excrement."

"Once we reach the 'Primordial Ancient Star,' we'll throw them down there."

"Yes, Holy Maiden, have mercy." The old man respectfully accepted the order.

Then, the old man casually unleashed a beam of spiritual light, which swept Zhang Huaimin and Chen Bing onto the spirit boat like a shovel of trash.

Without even glancing at them, he threw them directly into the bottom of the spirit boat.

"Bang!"

The door to the lower-level service compartment was slammed shut.

A stench, a mixture of spirit beast excrement, sweat, and rotten food, instantly assaulted our senses.

It's dark and damp here, a world apart from the ethereal deck above.

"Damn it, these cultivators have such low moral character!"

Chen Bing covered his nose, unable to hold back any longer, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Huaimin, that little wench actually made us empty the chamber pot? I really want to shoot her!"

Zhang Huaimin, however, was not angry.

He dusted himself off, and the pitiful look on his face vanished instantly.

Instead, there was that calm, cold smile that spoke volumes without a word.

This aloof saintess thought she had picked up two lowly mortal trash.

But don't know.

She personally blasted a technological god—a sect she could be proud of—into cosmic dust at any moment.

They invited him into their home.

Inviting a god is easy, but sending him away is another story...

"Brother Chen, since you're here, make the best of it."

Zhang Huaimin slowly pulled out a futuristic-looking weapon from the system space.

A high-voltage electromagnetic tranquilizer gun flashing with a ghostly blue electric light.

He weighed it in his hand, and it made a "buzzing" charging sound.

Just then.

Deep inside the servants' quarters, there were several shirtless, burly servants in charge.

Holding a leather whip soaked in salt water, he walked towards them, cursing and swearing.

"Two new two-legged sheep? What are you all standing there for!"

"Get over there and lick the latrine of the Tier 3 Devouring Python clean! Otherwise, I'll beat you to death!"

Looking at these few troublemakers, the lowest scum of the cultivation world.

Zhang Huaimin's smile deepened as he raised the electromagnetic tranquilizer gun in his hand and released the safety.

"Brother Chen."

Zhang Huaimin pulled back the bolt with a click, a cold glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Now that we've arrived in a new place, it's time to stretch our muscles and get moving."